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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

As the cold
wave blows all the tym ,
it shivers me down to my spine ,
i wait for you to come in the gloomy
sunshine ,
the weather so awesome and moment
so fyn ,
ur red nose looks so cute and ur eyes
say the whole rhyme ,
in the winters together again jus like a
combination of bonfire and chilly
nights :) ♥

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Between the trees,In the deepest shadow,A wolf whispers: it ends tonight.The stars die slowly,Leaving the skies forever,Killing all hope, all wishes,Killing all the Light inside of me.My planet is not alone,The skies are not alone,Light is not alone,I am.Left by myself in the nest of destruction,Of disagreement,Of death.I am the night but I was the Light.I am death but I was life.I am now but I was then.It ends tonightBecause I was,Because I’m notBut I will be.

No one sees me.No one hears me.I'm forgotten.Like the crayon leftbehind by a child.Left to melt into thebackseat of their lives.All they see is whatthey want to see.All they hear is whatthey want to hear.No one cares to look deeper,

Staring into the horizon,The hues in the skies run wild,The heart won't listen to reason,Like a petulant,wilful childThe smiles don't come easily now,they have no reason to stay,Thoughts go down dark alleysBut they never go awayDon't really know what I'll find out therewith the roads covered in mist,Just want to break the ties that bind meTo the world they say existsThe vacant eyes, the needless chatterNone of the things that really matterThe gloomy depths of fruitless desireWishing? That's playing with fireThe sun goes down with its last rayand that brings us to the end of another day..

Saturday, July 3, 2010

When the world stopped right in the front
my words were not over yet..
I said all the things i never meant
not trusting myself in the end...
all crushing me and down to death... I lost my heart in everything
Kept shouting jus for silly things..
everyone thought that I HAVE GONE FAR...
but something i my mind,
brought me BACK TO THE START..

Absence is like that tinge of blueyou carelessly gift to a river.With waves after waves,with every tiny ripple or a needless whirlwind,it grows, spreads, circles and reminds...... you of presence.And then, you choose.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Walking by the seashore,you slid your hand into mine ..we watched the sunset together ..i dunno why i smiled..The world called us best friends ..And so did we ..Was there more to it ..More than friendship it could be ..Talking through the wee hours ..we spoke to no-end .."oh! we're not in lovewe're just best friends!"Watching the movie,you put ur arm round me ..putting my head on your shoulder ..i felt you breathe on me ..your fingers were running,through the knots in my hair ..and i lay there wondering ..was it just as best friend you caredOn my way back,I thought of nothing but you ..Analysing it all,every bit ..trying to sort out the clue ..and yet i lie clueless..for the riddle has no end ..Is there more to it..or are we just best friends?

This one.. goes out to a very special person in my life.
Thank you for being there..for me..with me..
someday..somewhere..
it will be..
forever...

Where they meet only for partingwhere loneliness is the pursuitwhere bondings are struggleThey long to be singlebut cursed with companyThey want to be hatedbut love is in their destinyBreaking is their achievementbut the bonds follow like ghostsOnes that achieve nothingare punished with joyWhere eyes open..to close again.

Heard this dialogue in some movie, I can't recall..But it is definitely worth a thought..We spend our whole life trying to stop death. Eating, inventing, loving, praying, fighting, killing. But what do we really know about death? Just that nobody comes back. Then there comes a point - a moment - in life when your mind outlives its desires, its obsessions, when your habits survive your dreams, and when your losses... Maybe death is a gift..after all..

Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Super-session of breath;
He knows death to the bone –
Man has created death...

~ Yeats

Who is the "GOD"..

I sometimes feel.. that God does exist for each one of us. God is him, who helps whose, who helps themselves. One who had power to affect and change all, is omnipresent, one from whom you cant hide anything. Each one of us have the power of a similar nature, which when exercised, enables us to affect, change and influence reality as it exists. Lets take me as an example... No one is in a better position to help me, more than i can, no matter what peril i face. Only entity capable of comprehension, that is present wherever i am is me. One who knows most about me is me myself.The concept of god also says that, with the end of god all that exists will cease to do so. When i die, i will cease to exist, so will my thoughts, my consciousness, the unique picture of how i see the world, how i interact with each element, how i categorise each interaction, experience, my perception of reality, my world of thoughts will cease to exist. My world would end with me, coz that's where it started.My god would die with me... coz I am my own god..

So what is death....is it the last sleep or the final awakening????

So if death is merely a phase in our lives in which we stop functioning, what 'phase' do we move onto next.. especially since you dismiss the existence of a soul?

So tell me, what do you believe? Do you have any beliefs or do you think that the person and form you are today is your ultimate and final destination? So how do you explain the many forms of species that exist, the reason why each living entity is unique in nature and by looks and why some die old, some young, some go through crap while others don't? Why some are rich and others poor?

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Past two days have made me an emotional wreck!
Words have never come out this profusely!
I am in a situation where, I am not even doing anything.

Why is it, that the one whom WE want..is never with us..
But the one who is around us.. wants us that way!
And, we end up doing the same thing that we have experienced .. :HURT..

I don't know how much sense, you would find in these lines.. but they..seriously define the MESS I am in, presently.

Some feelings are hard to define,within the boundaries of heart they are hard to confine.It is not always that you can name these.At times they seem to be wandering like directionless bees.But even the bees are moving towards a definite goal,towards a certain sense that titillates their soul.The same cannot be said about what we feel,taking us to the peak of an illusory hill.The cause too is not always true,a making of our own mind, something new.We find reasons to validate our illusion,the innocent heart is the only sufferer in this confusion.So take some time before making a decisionsome of these feelings can leave an uncurable incision.

The eye which held dreams so sweet..Me and you in a place so discreet ...splashin the sea waves,watching the sun set..But my tears tell me,thats not our fate..How I wish we could be like before ..I wish to be with you from my soul's core..Has the relationship failed?Or have we failed it?tearin away a bond dat was once so close knit..And still there's time,All is not lost ..We can still be together ..But time itself it'll cost..What use is time if you cant live it?Lets put the puzzle together,bit by bit..Did we ever try to keep our souls one?We would have succeeded then..even if it was not wanted by the wind,rain n d sunThey are just to blame,we had it weaken,Its all our mistakethat I lie here allforgotten...

We were like the cloudsDrifting in the sky,Who just try and tryTo be and stay one.But the wind, the rainAnd even the sun,Nobody wants it done.NONE!We were driven apartBy the rays of the sun,And washed away by the rain.And then we went further apart,As we were hurled away by the hail.Then when we wereMiles and miles away,I lived and let the wind make me sway.I let myself get carried away,Dreaming, wishing, hoping,I’ll be with you one day.I waited for you,I waited for so long.I searched for you,I searched for so long.But, you seemed to have forgotten,Who was I.You seemed to have forgotten,Where was I.You seemed to have forgotten,And that still brings tears to my eye!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

On a day that dawns like a freewheeling sparrow,You hold my urchin hands, uncurlingall my doubts, scribbling away my worriesin no particular order.You’re still so randomly careless that I forget thechronology of my first thought,It just makes me smile.Makes me cry.And I don’t know the reason why.Words twist around us in stretches abandonedby a white noise on the shore.We’d strewn alphabets hoping they’d be heard one day.And someone would find them, someday,by surprise.We speak about places, dates and memoirs nowvery much, like our own RenaissanceIgnoring the silence that homes us, exchangingnotes in futility on nothingness,musing about the significance of thingshopelessly struck out from the list.Times will change like little baby bluesbut the paper remains crumpled in a corner.We’ll both grow older,Yet the differences would be static.It is uncanny how after a decade of painful pantomimesand a universe of flowery graceLove will still be.. just a four letter word...